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"At any point, if you prepare for the A+ game of Rory MacDonald, and you go in there and it's anything less, you should be overprepared. I'm prepared for that guy who comes in and finishes guys off and looks like a serial killer in the cage. That's the one I'm prepared to fight and I'm confident in my preparation, my team, my training partners, and my mentality." - Tyron Woodley
Sometimes it's not what you say, but what you don't say. So when asked about the announcement that the next shot at Johny Hendricks' UFC welterweight title is going to go to the winner of July's bout between Matt Brown and Robbie Lawler, the normally loquacious Tyron Woodley doesn't have much to offer, at least not publically.
"I have no thoughts on it, no comments," said Woodley, the number three-ranked welterweight who figured that his June 14 fight with number two-ranked Rory MacDonald was going to determine who gets the shot at the 170-pound crown. "I can't afford any distractions. This is a very tough fight and I think this kid deserves my full attention."
Fair enough.
"My mom told me if you don't have anything good to say, don't say anything at all," chuckles Woodley, but this is no laughing matter for him. Despite what he says to the world, this one hit him hard, and though he won't come out and address it directly, little hints show up throughout a conversation that has moved on to the UFC 174 co-main event next week in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada.
"I'm just preparing for the one that looks spectacular," said Woodley of the MacDonald fight. "At any point, if you prepare for the A+ game of Rory MacDonald, and you go in there and it's anything less, you should be overprepared. I'm prepared for that guy who comes in and finishes guys off and looks like a serial killer in the cage. That's the one I'm prepared to fight and I'm confident in my preparation, my team, my training partners, and my mentality. Some things from yesterday (the Brown-Lawler announcement) took a half a day from my training and distracted me a little bit, but I prayed about it, went to sleep, woke up refreshed and renewed, and I'm back on my grind."
And now he's in point-proving mode, a scary proposition for a welterweight division the 32-year-old already believes has been put on notice by his three UFC wins (all stoppages) over Jay Hieron, Josh Koscheck, and Carlos Condit.
"One of my coaches told me, 'don't worry about everything that everybody's saying, don't worry about what they're doing in the division. You are the best. Everybody in this division is shook,'" said Woodley. "Any welterweight that acts like they're not worried about me, that I don't pose a threat to them, they're lying. I can bang, I can counter, I can slam people, I can take them down, I can submit them, I can knock them out, and I'm so mad that they might have to come to save Rory MacDonald. I believe in myself what people have been believing in me over the last five years. I'm a dangerous fighter who's got nothing to lose, who's continuously forced to prove himself. So each opponent is getting undeserved chaos that they didn't do anything to deserve. But if that's what it takes, then that's what it takes."
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The first recipient of that undeserved chaos was Condit. Fighting underneath the vacant welterweight title fight between Hendricks and Lawler at UFC 171 in March, Woodley ripped off a right hand in the first 30 seconds that shook Condit and those at Octagonside, because you could hear the impact of the blow. Watching the replay of the fight just doesn't do it justice – this was danger in a four-ounce glove.
"No other welterweight in the UFC is gonna take that shot and not hit the ground," said Woodley, and few would argue. "I guarantee that. But I'm really happy with my composure, that I hit him so hard and just did it again and again. I knew what type of chin he had, and granted, that's probably the hardest I've ever hit someone and I didn't knock him out. So I had to be prepared to do that for 15 minutes, and I was."
He didn't need to go that long, and though the fight ended in the second round due to injury, Woodley was at his best that night in Dallas, looking as if he was going to end the fight if Condit's injury didn't. As for that right hand, he believes the next time he lands it, there will be a definitive finish. And it may come as soon as June 14.
"Rory MacDonald is not gonna take a shot like that," said Woodley. "If I hit someone with that punch in the same situation, I'm not even going to follow up. I'm gonna just walk away because I know it's going to be over with."
Talk like this is why this sport is as intriguing as it is. Before entering the UFC, the longtime Strikeforce standout took his share of internet abuse for three straight decision wins over Tarec Saffiedine, Paul Daley, and Jordan Mein. I ask Woodley if he has a long memory.
"I remember people said I was a blanket, I was Nyquil, I was boring," he said.
Long memory? Check.
"I had three fights with guys who hadn't been finished very often, all three of them were studs, and then I was a boring fighter."
Now he's the greatest thing since pizza, so he doesn't take the criticism - or the praise – to heart.
"I'm just a good chess player," he said. "I'm a smart fighter, I make adjustments within a fight, and people will say anything. So I know that you're only as good as your last performance, and as long as you make your last performance a really good one, people will say all good things about you. But it really doesn't matter. I fight for my family, I fight for my kids, I fight for my legacy, and I fight to leave my stamp in this game. And no fan, no media, no critic is going to take that away from me."
And the way he sees it, no one is going to stop him from getting that title shot. He's even convinced that with his performance against MacDonald, he might be able to change UFC President Dana White's mind about who gets the next shot at Hendricks.
"I thought I was there," he said of fighting for the belt. "But I might go out there and smoke Rory so bad that he (White) has to give me the title shot. So I'm not ruling out the option that my performance and the fact that if I beat the number two guy back-to-back and I do it dominantly both times, I think Dana might reconsider."
'Nuff said.
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Now I'm eating my words and loving my new ($4 !!!) top.
The pattern is the oh so popular simplicity #3835 Built by Wendy. There are blogs and
flickr groups devoted to these patterns, so I figured its a good start. Just don't expect to see me in handmade pants anytime soon (besides pajamas), or vests, or jackets, or underwear, or anything with puff paint.
Note....if you make this pattern make it big. Luckily I read this tip online before cutting mine. I normally wear a medium in shirts, so I cut this at a size 10 thinking it would be big. I still had to use a smaller seam allowance to make it bigger. Next time I'll cut it at a 12, so be warned it is small!

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Salvador Rivera was born in Portland, Oregon, in 1979. At age 18, as he faced several arrest warrants, he adopted an alias and obtained a Mexican birth certificate. The ruse worked: When he was arrested by a Border Patrol agent in January 1998, Rivera assumed his false identity and was voluntarily deported to Mexico. Within days, he returned to the United States, reentering the country legally as a citizen.
A couple of years later, Rivera was convicted of drug possession and served a short jail sentence. Shortly after his release, the Immigration and Naturalization Service arrested him at a meeting with his parole officer. This time, Rivera asserted his American citizenship. Even after reviewing his original birth certificate and other documentation, an immigration judge denied his claim. The Immigration and Naturalization Service deported Rivera to Mexico in February 2001.
For the next few years, Rivera lived in Juarez, just across the border from El Paso. Back in the states, his family found an attorney to represent him and his case eventually made it to the 9th US Circuit Court of Appeals. After a couple more years of legal wrangling, the federal government conceded that Rivera was in fact a citizen. In 2006, he was repatriated to the United States and the government agreed to pay $115,000 to cover his legal expenses. Writing for the majority, circuit court Judge Warren J. Ferguson acknowledged that Rivera "is no model citizen." However, he wrote, Rivera's criminal record and earlier attempt to conceal his citizenship could not alter the fact that as a United States citizen, he could not be deported.
As unusual as Rivera's odyssey may be, his case is also striking proof of what can go wrong when an American citizen gets caught up in the bureaucracy of the federal immigration system. And Rivera is not alone. As efforts to find, detain, and deport undocumented immigrants have ramped up (a record 350,000 people were deported last year), hundreds of American citizens have been at risk of joining the ranks of the deported. The immigration service insists it does not expel American citizens from the country. Yet tales like Rivera's suggest that has done so more than it acknowledges.
Last year, the Vera Institute of Justice, a nonpartisan research group, found 278 people in 13 immigration detention centers around the country who said they would claim US citizenship to fight deportation. The study was conducted on behalf of the Justice Department's Executive Office for Immigration Review, which oversees the nation's 57 immigration courts, where removal, or deportation, proceedings are heard. Previously, the institute found 322 detainees with citizenship claims in 2007, and another 129 at six detention sites in 2006.
It is not uncommon for immigration detainees to make false claims of citizenship, and the Vera Institute and Department of Justice have not verified whether any of these 700 potential citizenship claims were valid. But Jacqueline Stevens, a political scientist at the University of California-Santa Barbara, says she has documented more than 160 cases of American citizens who have been detained or deported in recent years. "I've been stunned that the detentions and deportations have not caused more public outrage," she says. Few people care about the issue beyond civil rights advocates, she notes. She also speculates that "immigrant rights folks for good reasons don't want to pit citizens against noncitizens. They don't want to claim that US citizens have more rights than [noncitizens]."
In a recent Los Angeles Times story coreported and written by the Center for Investigative Reporting (CIR), ICE maintained it does not detain or deport US citizens. (The INS became ICE in 2003 with the formation of the Department of Homeland Security.) Agency spokesman Richard Rocha said that immigration detainees face removal only if no evidence is presented to prove that they cannot be deported. At a 2008 congressional hearing on the issue of citizen deportations, another ICE official testified that the bureau "immediately releases individuals who are US citizens or who may have legitimate claims to derivative US citizenship." Jim Hayes, ICE's director of detention and removal, recently told the Associated Press that he was aware of only 10 cases of Americans detained on suspicion of being in the country illegally over the past five years. Citing privacy concerns, Hayes declined to elaborate on individual cases.
In internal memos obtained by CIR, Hayes wrote last year that immigration officers may make warrantless arrests of people who claim to be citizens or are unsure of their citizenship status only if the officers have reason to believe that they are in the country illegally. In her research, Stevens says, she has found that ICE screens jail and prison inmates by ethnic or racial background, singling out people of Hispanic descent for interviews or detention. The agency strongly denies that it targets suspected noncitizens based on their names or ethnicity. "Racial profiling is absolutely not tolerated, and we investigate any allegations of racial profiling aggressively and thoroughly," says Rocha. Officially, immigration officers initially assess whether someone may be a legal resident based on their personal documents, or lack of them.
As most Americans don't carry around passports or birth certificates, citizens who are caught up in immigration sweeps or imprisoned for other reasons may find it difficult to confirm their status. Verifying citizenship can be surprisingly difficult for immigration officials as well. The federal government does not have a database of citizens for officials to reference. Additionally, immigration lawyers note that some immigration officers who handle citizenship cases lack training or adequate knowledge of the law. Margaret Stock, an immigration attorney who teaches at West Point, says that confirming someone's citizenship can be so complicated that asking deportation officers and other immigration officials to make such determinations is like "appointing someone to be a tax judge who has never filed a tax return."
ICE is not required to track when it arrests, detains, or deports citizens. Regardless, Americans should never be detained and deported, says Congresswoman Zoe Lofgren (D-Calif.), who chaired last year's hearing before the House Judiciary Committee's immigration and citizenship subcommittee. "There's no jurisdiction for the government to arrest or detain, or let alone deport, citizens. That's otherwise known as kidnapping," she says. Lofgren is still awaiting a detailed response from ICE on why or how the detention or deportation of citizens happens, but she says she believes the issue is on the Obama administration's radar. (Homeland Security secretary Janet Napolitano has signaled that ICE will shift its focus toward targeting employers who hire workers who are in the country illegally.)
The number of detained or deported citizens is relatively small compared to the number of immigrants deported in the past few years, but some of the cases have been particularly egregious. In March 2006, Ricardo Martinez, a resident of Mercedes, Texas, visited his dying grandmother in Mexico. When he tried to come back into the US in Laredo, Texas, a Customs and Border Protection officer suspected his passport was fraudulent, detained him, and handcuffed him to a chair, according to Martinez's attorney, Lisa Brodyaga. The officer also threatened him with eight months in prison if he would not admit he was Mexican. Afraid of the threat, Martinez, who was born in Texas, but spent most of his youth in Mexico and doesn't speak or read English, signed a paper claiming Mexican citizenship. He was sent back to Mexico, where he stayed for nearly two years. Martinez filed a civil lawsuit in 2008 seeking damages and a federal district judge to reaffirm his citizenship. He is back in the United States, but his case is pending.
Rennison Vern Castillo spent more than seven months in a Seattle-area immigration lockup in 2005 and 2006 after serving an eight-month jail term for harassing an ex-girlfriend. Though Castillo insisted that he was a citizen, an immigration judge ordered his deportation. He was released after an appeals board noted his military service and it was discovered that his name had been misspelled on immigration records.
Matt Adams, legal director for the Northwest Immigrant Rights Project in Seattle, which is representing Castillo in a civil suit against ICE, says that last year his office found about a dozen people in immigration lockups whose citizenship claims proved to be valid. He suspects that there may be additional citizens who get deported because they don't have legal assistance, don't fight their cases, or don't realize that they actually are citizens. Immigration detainees have no right to an attorney, which Adams sees as a fundamental flaw that was compounded by the Bush administration's push to step up the rate of deportations. As a result, he says, ICE has locked up whomever it can get its hands on, infringing on the rights of citizens. "This is a classic example of where the government doesn't take seriously the almost sacred responsibility they have in not depriving people of their liberty," says Adams.
Andrew Becker is a staff reporter with the Berkeley, California-based Center for Investigative Reporting.


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From the Trojan Horse to the Golden Calf — The Power of Deceit
When we consider what might have been, we may weep for the innocents slaughtered in the fulfillment of the Zionist dream that took America to war against Iraq, and Afghanistan, and Pakistan, and Syria, and the ultimate goal of Israel, Iran, we will understand that our youth fought to save Israel's soldiers from facing the death that awaited them on these battlefields while we watched the people of the world turn against the American values that gave us credibility throughout the world and lashed us to the mast of Zionist madness, writes WILLIAM COOK.
Our minds find the means to their ultimate success in the deception fabricated by Odysseus, the great Trojan Horse, a monstrous sculpted symbol of conceded victory offered by the Greeks to their vanquishers. Our minds marvel at the simplicity of the deception, a mixture of apparent kindness, of supplication, of forgiveness, of beauty, of hopefulness, but ultimately our minds recognize the power of the mental cruelty that creates out of such darkness the power to destroy, to massacre, to devastate, to cripple, to maim, to slaughter the lives of all who lived and loved and prayed behind the walls of Troy. We do not anticipate that Priam or Hector or the wives of Troy will be our guides through this mayhem, just those with the power, the will, the means to deceive; in that mixture rests success.
How appropriate the film appeared in 2004 as Ariel Sharon forced the world to conceptualize a 21st century power as it constructs a wall to incarcerate an indigenous people, walling them in as opposed to storming their wall to destroy them. Done we are told to defend the state of Israel, not to continue in this new civilized century the slow motion genocide of the Palestinians. How unfortunate that the Israeli military, with the fourth largest state of the art assemblage of weaponry on the planet, cannot defend itself against a people that have no military at all. How to convince the world that they are the victims not the Palestinians? To deceive or not to deceive is not the question; the question is what is the means of deception since one cannot put a sculptured horse inside the Bantustans that constitute the mythological state of Palestine.
Today, John Kerry, our new Secretary of State, flits around the mid–east by phone or jet to proffer a last stand "peace" talk initiative between Netanyahu and Abbas with the trump card held above their respective heads that the US will withdraw from its role as interlocutor leaving the two parties to solve their differences on their own, something a kin to Achilles hauling the dead Hector behind his chariot around his Father's city to the delight of his mercenaries. Think of it: without the deception that America offered to the world, a pseudo-determined effort to control Israeli expansion further into Palestinian land and their ostensible state, Netanyahu can further corral the millions of Palestinians into tighter and tighter quarters as Settlers (read squatters) steal yet more of what's left of Mandate Palestine. As long as Netanyahu can count on the US veto in the Security Council, he has nothing restraining his efforts to rid the land of Arabs as his Zionist predecessors so desired.
Kerry's pitiful efforts reflect the reality of the fictitious peace talks that the US, the "objective broker" since 1967, has presented to the world. Here are the words of Dr. Jeff Halper in his article "The Problem with Israel" published in The Plight of the Palestinians, November 23, 2006.
Let's be honest (for once): The problem in the Middle East is not the Palestinian people, not Hamas, not the Arabs, not Hezbollah or the Iranians or the entire Muslim world. It's us, the Israelis. The Israeli-Palestinian conflict, the single greatest cause of instability, extremism and violence in our region, is perhaps the simplest conflict in the world to resolve. For almost 20 years, since the PLO's recognition of Israel within the 1949 Armistice Lines (the "Green Line" separating Israel from the West Bank and Gaza), every Palestinian leader, backed by large majorities of the Palestinian population, has presented Israel with a most generous offer: A Jewish state on 78% of Israel/Palestine in return for a Palestinian state on just 22% – the West Bank, East Jerusalem and Gaza. In fact, this is a proposition supported by a large majority of both the Palestinian and Israeli peoples. As reported in Ha'aretz (January 18, 2005):
Some 63 percent of the Palestinians support the proposal that after the establishment of the state of Palestine and a solution to all the outstanding issues – including the refugees and Jerusalem – a declaration will be issued recognizing the state of Israel as the state of the Jewish people and the Palestinian state as the state of the Palestinian people…On the Israeli side, 70 percent supported the proposal for mutual recognition.
Halper goes on to establish the deceit of the Zionist governments in Israel as they pretend to desire peace talks and a resolution to a two state solution when in fact the Israelis have prevented any attempts by the Palestinians to achieve peace in the 19 efforts he lists. A look at the map below will demonstrate this fact. Given what is termed the facts on the ground, parlance that replaces theft with the consequences of power, one can see that there is no way that a Palestinian state could be formed simply because the bits and pieces left are not themselves contiguous and do not include all of Palestine or the Palestinian people; Gaza is not included in this new initiative. Thus while Abbas must not state any preconditions, he must also accept the mandate of Israel and the United States that Gaza is no longer a part of Palestine nor are its people.
How strange that a people can be split asunder by those that determine it to be an enemy when, in fact, it is a legitimately elected government for the people of Gaza as it had been a major portion of the united Palestinian people before Israel and the US declared it to be a terrorist organization. Israel savages Lebanon in 2006, invades Gaza in a murderous rampage during the season of peace at Christmas in 2008-2009, attacks a fleet of peaceful protestors to Israel's illegal control of international waters as they sailed to bring medical supplies to the besieged people of Gaza while they assassinated eight Turkish citizens and an American Turkish teenager, and they are immune from prosecution because the US vetoes the justified efforts by the UN to bring them before the International courts. The Israeli state began as a terrorist organization against the British Mandate Government from the 1930's through to May of 1948 (see Introduction in The Plight of the Palestinians, Macmillan 2010); it has continued to use terrorism against the people of Palestine and the people of Lebanon and Iraq and Syria and Egypt and the United States ever since. Yet we, the United States of America, support, or more correctly our representatives support in our name, this terrorist organization that hides its reality by elections.
Since most of the people in the educated world understand the realities of the above paragraph, it has become necessary for Israel and the US to find yet another deception to continue the "cleansing" of Palestinians out of "Judea and Samaria" the names that replace in Israel the land of the Palestinians, the West Bank and the Palestinian portion of Jerusalem. They have turned to the Golden Calf.
Like the Trojan Horse, the Golden Calf is a sculpted image from another ancient text, the Bible, that deceived the followers of Moses to replace him as their leader since he had disappeared up the mountain and they felt insecure. Aaron fashioned all the gold trinkets the people could find and made the image of the calf or bull since it is not clear exactly what was fashioned. Scholars differ on what this image represents; bulls and calves were common in Near Eastern religions (Dr. Jeffrey Tigay, The JPS Torah Commentary). Interestingly, the Egyptian God Ptah is represented by a bull, a sacred animal that symbolizes his soul on earth who gave fertility and rebirth to the people.
Perhaps that is what the followers of Moses wanted to remember since they had just fled from Egypt and quite obviously the God Ptah is more of a uniting g-d than Yhwh who is, as the book of Exodus points out, a Merciless God.
25 Moses saw that the people were running wild and that Aaron had let them get out of control and so become a laughingstock to their enemies.
26 So he stood at the entrance to the camp and said, "Whoever is for the Lord , come to me." And all the Levites rallied to him.
27 Then he said to them,"This is what the Lord , the God of Israel, says: 'Each man strap a sword to his side. Go back and forth through the camp from one end to the other, each killing his brother and friend and neighbor.'"
28 The Levites did as Moses commanded, and that day about three thousand of the people died.
29 Then Moses said, "You have been set apart this day."
30 The next day Moses said to the people, "You have committed a great sin. But now I will go up to the Lord; perhaps I can make atonement for your sin."
From the Golden Calf of Ptah to a god of destruction of his own people, the biblical myth sets two necessities for the followers of Moses, obedience to a merciless, unseen god and dependence on an intermediary to gain atonement. Such are the rights of those lashed to a mythical god.
But this is a mythical tale after all since current archeology and historical accuracy of the Bible has determined that the Exodus never happened.
"The saga of Israel's growing conflict with Egypt is neither historical truth nor literary fiction. It is a powerful expression of memory and hope born in a world in the midst of change." (Finkelstein and Silberman, The Bible Unearthed, 2001)
The story of the exodus served immediate political and military ends to rally the people with "a saga of a new beginning reminding them of their own difficulties and giving them hope for the future" (70). How important then to use this image to achieve political and military ends as the Zionists fear the split of "their" Palestine with the indigenous inhabitants, yea even to deceive your own people to assure power through fear.
How then gain sympathy for their plight? How make the world understand that this is yet another taking of Jewish land? How rally the world with their compassion, their generosity, their mercy for the downtrodden then to offer four billion in gold to the Palestinians that they might rise to new heights of civilization by building stores and apartments and industries and eateries and homes and Disney like entertainment parks on the land left to them, approximately 10-12% depending on whether or not one takes in the checkpoints and towers and the wall that sneaks in to capture hundreds of dunams beyond those established by Resolution 242, the green line.
Thus does the Golden Calf become the lure to enslave the people to the god of greed as the biblical story unfolds once again. So today, the Zionists proffer their gold to the Palestinians to be the reason for their being seeking to touch the depths of their despair and humiliation by offerings that have led them to this pit of human degradation where the stuff of this world negates the values of the mind and soul and heart in favor of perfumes and satins and silks, and debauchery.
6 So the next day the people rose early and sacrificed burnt offerings and presented fellowship offerings. Afterward they sat down to eat and drink and got up to indulge in revelry.
7 Then the Lord said to Moses, "Go down, because your people, whom you brought up out of Egypt, have become corrupt.
8 They have been quick to turn away from what I commanded them and have made themselves an idol cast in the shape of a calf. They have bowed down to it and sacrificed to it and have said, 'These are your gods, Israel, who brought you up out of Egypt.'"
But the Palestinians did not come out of the land of Egypt anymore than the Israelis did. They have lived in Palestine for millenniums' and know the sacredness of the land that their fathers and mothers deeded to them with hearts filled with love and the keys to match, while the Israelis fled to other places or converted to the truths of Christianity or the faith of Allah. So what does Secretary Kerry's four billion and his deadline mean to the Palestinians?
It's obvious what it means to Netanyahu: it means freedom to do what he wants to do, delay, delay, delay till more and more land can be swallowed by Israel and the chance of a Palestinian state is a mirage of the past. It means total subjugation of the people to the rule of Israel, not as an equal state but as a neighboring territory that has no freedom of movement, no currency of its own, no independent economy, no government that can do more than police the people of Palestine on behalf of Israel, no judicial system that acts contrary to Israeli courts, no access to the sky except through the Israeli airport, no egress and ingress unless approved by the IDF, no access to the farms separated by the wall without IDF approval, no border on the east except that created by Israel to annex the best agricultural land in Palestine, a necessity to defend the state of Israel, no free movement between the Palestinian Bantustans and the Palestinian families, friends and neighbors in Gaza without Israeli control of the borders between their accepted Palestinian territories and that of a baptized terrorist state, no accepted government approved by Israel that will permit the people of Palestine to determine laws that apply to them, no access to the settler network of highways that lace the Palestinians' land for fear of terrorist activity and hence necessary to defend the Israelis, in essence no freedoms, no rights, no state, no justice. This is what Israel will gain and what the Palestinians will get for their acceptance of four billion in gold that glitters in the noon-day sun but sheds not a ray of light on the soul.
This deception is not lost on the Arab world nor on the citizens of most of Europe, England, Australia, Ireland, France, Spain, Italy or the nations east of Europe. America stands alone with its arms around the most condemned state on the planet, the state of Israel that dances to its own tunes as it celebrates its impunity for crimes committed against citizens of many nations, its arrogance against the world body that it joined and effectively and defiantly mocks as irrelevant, and its sadistic action to force the world to accept the hypocritical London Declaration of Anti-Semitism that will silence all criticism of the state of Israel as renewed Anti-Semitism and punishable by law.
As it rampages through the decades defiantly destroying International Laws as established in concert with all peoples on the earth through the Universal Declaration of Human Rights and the Geneva Accords, it moves now to force all to accept its dictates to determine what they will and what they cannot criticize or believe. This they call the London Declaration of Anti-Semitism, a global silencing of criticism of this rogue state; this they call democracy, freedom, and liberty. How evil the deception, how steeped in indifference to the human plight, how arrogant and loathsome, how humiliating to the individual soul, how in keeping with a mindset ruled by obedience to a system, a commanding agency, and determined by the few to minister to the many.
When we consider what might have been, we may weep for the innocents slaughtered in the fulfillment of the Zionist dream that took America to war against Iraq, and Afghanistan, and Pakistan, and Syria, and the ultimate goal of Israel, Iran, we will understand that our youth fought to save Israel's soldiers from facing the death that awaited them on these battlefields while we watched the people of the world turn against the American values that gave us credibility throughout the world and lashed us to the mast of Zionist madness.
[William A. Cook is a Professor of English at the University of La Verne in southern California. He writes frequently for Internet publications including The Palestine Chronicle, MWC News, Atlantic Free Press, Pacific Free Press, Countercurrents, Counterpunch, World Prout Assembly, Dissident Voice, and Information Clearing House among others. His books include Tracking Deception: Bush Mid-East policy, The Rape of Palestine, The Chronicles of Nefaria, a novella, and the forthcoming The Plight of the Palestinians. He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.com or www.drwilliamacook.com ]


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The invention of the seamless, electrically-welded pipe in the 1920's which was capable of carrying material under high pressures, enabled the building of profitable pipelines over a thousand miles long. Now the United States and other parts of the world are criss-crossed by large networks of pipelines that carry natural gas, petroleum products, water and other materials from their sources to consumers. The pressure in the pipes ranges from 50 to 2000 pounds per square inch. Every 30 to 150 miles, compressor stations for the natural gas and pumping stations for the liquid and solid products boost the pressure and send the material along the pipeline. The pipelines, which are mostly buried under the ground can develop leaks due to damage from freezing temperatures, heavy rains, soil erosion and corosion. The pipelines are usually coated with tar or some other substance to protect them from corosion. Corosion is due to chemical reactions between the material of the pipeline and the natural environment.
The U.S. has some very extensive pipeline networks. The longest, which is 2000 miles ( 3200 kilometers) longwith 8000 miles (13,000 kilometers) of branch lines, carries natural gas from Baton Rouge, LA to Pittsbrugh, PA and New York City. Another famous pipeline in the U.S. is the Trans-Alaskan Pipeline. About 1/2 of this pipeline is buried underground. It runs 800 miles (1300 kilometers) from the rich oil fields near Prudhoe Bay on the Arctic Ocean to Valdez on the southern coast of Alaska. In the process it crosses 20 large rivers, 300 streams and 3 mountain ranges. The Former Soviet Union (FSU) has the world's longest pipelines, one running 3800 miles (6,120 kilometers) from the Ural Mountains to Eastern Europe and the other running 2500 miles (4,000 kilometers) from Siberia to Austria, East Germany, France, Italy and West Germany. The Trans-Alaskan Pipeline, the FSU pipelines, and others that are located at high latitudes are particularly susceptible to the affects of space weather disturbances.
Pipelines are made of conducting material. Intense electric currents flow in the atmosphere at high latitudes during space weather disturbances. These nonsteady currents create fluctuating magnetic fields that are felt at the Earth's surface. By the process of electromagnetic induction, fluctuating magnetic fields induce currents in the Earth's surface. In regions, with large concentrations of rocks that don't conduct electricity well (such as igneous rocks) the currents find the paths of least resistance and become concentrated in man-made conductors like pipelines. The currents flow between the Earth and the pipeline causing increased corrosion of the pipeline.


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Watch children take and talk about the test on racial biases with Anderson Cooper and Soledad O'Brien on tonight's "AC360" 10 pm ET
(CNN) -- A white child looks at a picture of a black child and says she's bad because she's black. A black child says a white child is ugly because he's white. A white child says a black child is dumb because she has dark skin.
This isn't a schoolyard fight that takes a racial turn, not a vestige of the "Jim Crow" South; these are American schoolchildren in 2010.
Nearly 60 years after American schools were desegregated by the landmark Brown v. Board of Education ruling, and more than a year after the election of the country's first black president, white children have an overwhelming white bias, and black children also have a bias toward white, according to a new study commissioned by CNN.
Renowned child psychologist and University of Chicago professor Margaret Beale Spencer, a leading researcher in the field of child development, was hired as a consultant by CNN. She designed the pilot study and used a team of three psychologists to implement it: two testers to execute the study and a statistician to help analyze the results.
Her team tested 133 children from schools that met very specific economic and demographic requirements. In total, eight schools participated: four in the greater New York City area and four in Georgia.
In each school, the psychologists tested children from two age groups: 4 to 5 and 9 to 10.
Since this is a pilot study and not a fully funded scientific study, the sample size and race selection were limited. But according to Spencer, it was satisfactory to yield conclusive results. A pilot study is normally the first step in creating a larger scientific study and often speaks to overall trends that require more research.
Spencer's test aimed to re-create the landmark Doll Test from the 1940s. Those tests, conducted by psychologists Kenneth and Mamie Clark, were designed to measure how segregation affected African-American children.
The Clarks asked black children to choose between a white doll and -- because at the time, no brown dolls were available -- a white doll painted brown. They asked black children a series of questions and found they overwhelmingly preferred white over brown. The study and its conclusions were used in the 1954 Brown v. Board of Education case, which led to the desegregation of American schools.
In the new study, Spencer's researchers asked the younger children a series of questions and had them answer by pointing to one of five cartoon pictures that varied in skin color from light to dark. The older children were asked the same questions using the same cartoon pictures, and were then asked a series of questions about a color bar chart that showed light to dark skin tones.
The tests showed that white children, as a whole, responded with a high rate of what researchers call "white bias," identifying the color of their own skin with positive attributes and darker skin with negative attributes. Spencer said even black children, as a whole, have some bias toward whiteness, but far less than white children.
"All kids on the one hand are exposed to the stereotypes" she said. "What's really significant here is that white children are learning or maintaining those stereotypes much more strongly than the African-American children. Therefore, the white youngsters are even more stereotypic in their responses concerning attitudes, beliefs and attitudes and preferences than the African-American children."
Spencer says this may be happening because "parents of color in particular had the extra burden of helping to function as an interpretative wedge for their children. Parents have to reframe what children experience ... and the fact that white children and families don't have to engage in that level of parenting, I think, does suggest a level of entitlement. You can spend more time on spelling, math and reading, because you don't have that extra task of basically reframing messages that children get from society."
iReport: Where do we go from here?
Spencer was also surprised that children's ideas about race, for the most part, don't evolve as they get older. The study showed that children's ideas about race change little from age 5 to age 10.
"The fact that there were no differences between younger children, who are very spontaneous because of where they are developmentally, versus older children, who are more thoughtful, given where they are in their thinking, I was a little surprised that we did not find differences."
Spencer said the study points to major trends but is not the definitive word on children and race. It does lead her to conclude that even in 2010, "we are still living in a society where dark things are devalued and white things are valued."
CNN's Jill Billante and Chuck Hadad contributed to this report.
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Sabres | 3 |
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On Wednesday at TD Garden, in Boston's first major sports event following Monday's Boston Marathon attacks, the Bruins tried to make it a normal game day.
They went through all their rituals: morning skate, afternoon nap, pregame kicking around a soccer ball, warm-ups. Routine, after all, is an athlete's comfort zone.
There was nothing routine, however, about the 3-2 shootout loss to the Sabres. Even one in which the Bruins clinched a playoff spot.
"It didn't really feel that normal today," said Andrew Ference. "It wasn't normal. Everybody's mind-set was different. It's good now to move on for everybody in the city, not to forget about anything, but do what we're proud of. That's to be a community, get out, and do these kinds of things. I think that's important for everybody. It was anything but normal tonight."
In the dressing room after the game, there was a Black-and-Gold reminder of why nothing was normal about the night. A Bruins jersey with 617 stitched in the middle, flanked by the words "Boston" and Strong," hung as a reminder of why Patrice Bergeron and Kevin Porter fought for the opening puck. The Bruins wanted to show everybody present at the rink and watching at home that their adopted hometown was not afraid.
Perhaps that's why the Bruins looked especially numb postgame.
"It's one of those games that you really wanted to get not only for the team but for the city," Bergeron said. "It's disappointing. But we've got to bounce back."
Hockey players are as tough as they come. The Bruins had two return to their lineup as Bergeron and linemate Brad Marchand were back after sitting out because of concussions.
Neither looked like he had missed any time. Bergeron, out for the last six games, landed a team-high six shots and won 13 of 17 draws in 19:52 of ice time. Marchand, sidelined for two games, had four shots, two hits, and repeated run-ins with the Sabres in 15:30 of action.
But even tough guys like Bergeron and Marchand couldn't stop from crying before the game. A pregame tribute — pictures from Monday on the scoreboard, a rink full of fans singing "The Star-Spangled Banner" — made hardened hockey players well up with tears.
"Very, very emotional," said Shawn Thornton. "Hard to keep a dry eye, to tell you the truth. The anthem and the memorial on the scoreboard were very special. It was very well done. It was fully expected. But still, not an easy thing to get through."
The Bruins tried their best to flush the emotions from the game early. Their third line of Daniel Paille, Chris Kelly, and Nathan Horton set the pace with a goal at 5:45 of the first period. Kelly muscled Christian Ehrhoff off the puck low in the Buffalo zone. Once Kelly gained control, Paille broke for the net. He punched in Kelly's feed to give the Bruins a 1-0 lead.
Thomas Vanek answered with a power-play goal at 18:20 of the first. But the third line responded with another goal at 14:48 of the second period. This time, Kelly was on the receiving end. After taking a pass from Ference, Paille spotted Kelly open at the far post. Ryan Miller (41 saves) denied Kelly on his first shot. But Kelly lifted his second attempt over Miller's pad to give the Bruins a 2-1 lead.
"I thought that line was very good for us tonight," said coach Claude Julien. "Bergeron's line was good too, as far as moving pucks around. Those two lines had a real decent night."
The Bruins were a minute from a regulation win. But a bad bounce off Ference's stick ended up over the glass, leaving the defenseman in the box to serve a delay of game penalty at 19:12 of the third. Twenty-one seconds later, Cody Hodgson tipped a Vanek feed past Anton Khudobin (30 saves) to tie the game at 2-2.
In the shootout, Tyler Seguin, Bergeron, and Marchand were foiled by Miller. Khudobin did the same to Vanek and Nathan Gerbe, Buffalo's first two shooters. But Drew Stafford ended the night by firing the puck past Khudobin.
"We wanted to go out there and win that hockey game," Kelly said. "I'm disappointed that we didn't. We wanted to give the city something to be happy about. We went out and battled hard. I'm not taking that away from the guys. But we really wanted to get the two points and hopefully put a smile on someone's face. I'm pretty upset that we didn't."
The losing team usually bolts for the dressing room while the winners congratulate their goalie. Wednesday night was different. Both teams gathered at center ice to offer a stick salute to the fans.
"We're thinking of everyone," Marchand said. "They're in our thoughts and prayers."
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BenzodiazepinesMedications in the benzodiazepine family exert calming and sedative effects and are used to treat anxiety and insomnia. Benzodiazepines are also used as muscle relaxants and anticonvulsants. They work by increasing the effects of the neurotransmitter (a chemical messenger) GABA. Benzodiazepine drugs include:
Grapefruit Juice Possible Harmful Interaction Grapefruit juice slows the body's normal breakdown of several drugs, including some benzodiazepines, allowing them to build up to potentially dangerous levels in the blood.1 A recent study indicates that this effect can last for 3 days or more following the last glass of juice.2 Because of this risk, if you take benzodiazepines, the safest approach is to avoid grapefruit juice altogether. Possible Harmful Interaction The herb kava ( Piper methysticum) has a sedative effect and is used for anxiety and insomnia. Combining kava with drugs in the benzodiazepine family, which possess similar effects, could result in "add-on" or excessive physical depression, sedation, and impairment. In one case report of a 54-year-old man hospitalized for lethargy and disorientation, these side effects were attributed to his having taken the combination of kava and alprazolam for 3 days.3 Experimental studies suggest that kava, similarly to benzodiazepines, exerts its sedative effects at binding sites in the brain called GABA receptors.4,5,6 Other herbs with a sedative effect that might cause problems when combined with benzodiazepines include ashwagandha ( Withania somnifera) , calendula ( Calendula officinalis) , catnip ( Nepeta cataria) , hops ( Humulus lupulus) , lady's slipper ( Cypripedium), lemon balm ( Melissa officinalis), passionflower ( Passiflora incarnata), sassafras ( Sassafras officinale), skullcap ( Scutellaria lateriflora) , valerian ( Valeriana officinalis), and yerba mansa ( Anemopsis californica). Because of the potentially serious consequences, you should avoid combining these herbs with benzodiazepines or other drugs that also have sedative or depressant effects unless advised by your physician. Supplementation Possibly Helpful Melatonin is a natural hormone that regulates sleep. Many people who take conventional sleeping pills (most of which are in the benzodiazepine family) find it difficult to quit. The reason is that when you try to stop the medication, you may experience severe insomnia or interrupted sleep. A double-blind, placebo-controlled study of 34 individuals who regularly used such medications found that melatonin at a dose of 2 mg nightly (in a controlled-release formulation) could help them discontinue the use of the drugs.7 Warning : It can be dangerous to stop using benzodiazepines if you have taken them for a while. Consult your physician before trying melatonin to help handle benzodiazepine withdrawal or before trying to stop benzodiazepine medication under any conditions. Supplementation May Decrease Effectiveness of the Drug The hormone pregnenolone is widely sold as a kind of "fountain of youth." However, the only direct evidence that pregnenolone supplements have any effect at all relates to a potential interaction between the hormone and benzodiazepine drugs. In a carefully designed clinical trial, regular use of pregnenolone was found to greatly decrease the sedative effects of diazepam (Valium).9 The reasons for this interaction are not known. However, people who rely upon benzodiazepine drugs may find them less effective if pregnenolone is added into the mix. Possibly Helpful Although they are highly effective for anxiety, benzodiazepine drugs can cause unpleasant and dangerous withdrawal symptoms when they are discontinued. A 6-week, double-blind, placebo-controlled trial of 40 people who had been taking benzodiazepines found that use of kava significantly reduced withdrawal symptoms and helped maintain control of anxiety.8 Note : This trial involved close medical supervision and very gradual tapering of benzodiazepine dosages. Do not discontinue anti-anxiety medications except on the advice of a physician, as withdrawal symptoms can be life threatening. References►1. A to Z Drug Facts [book on CD-ROM]. 2nd ed. St. Louis, MO: Facts and Comparisons; 2000. 2. Takanaga H, Ohnishi A, Murakami H, et al. Relationship between time after intake of grapefruit juice and the effect on pharmacokinetics and pharmacodynamics of nisoldipine in healthy subjects. Clin Pharmacol Ther. 2000;67:201-214. 3. Almeida JC, Grimsley EW. Coma from the health food store: interaction between kava and alprazolam. Ann Intern Med. 1996;125:940-941. 4. Jussofie A, Schmiz A, Hiemke C. Kavapyrone enriched extract from Piper methysticum as modulator of the GABA binding site in different regions of rat brain. Psychopharmacology (Berl). 1994;116:469-474. 5. Boonen G, Haberlein H. Influence of genuine kavapyrone enantiomers of the GABA-A binding site. Planta Med. 1998;64:504-506. 6. Boonen G, Ferger B, Kuschinsky K, et al. In vivo effects of the kavapyrones (+)-dihydromethysticin and (+/-)-kavain on dopamine, 3,4-dihydroxyphenylacetic acid, serotonin and 5-hydroxyindoleacetic acid levels in striatal and cortical brain regions. Planta Med. 1998;64:507-510. 7. Garfinkel D, Zisapel N, Wainstein J, et al. Facilitation of benzodiazepine discontinuation by melatonin: a new clinical approach. Arch Intern Med. 1999;159:2456-2460. 8. Malsch U, Kieser M. Efficacy of kava-kava in the treatment of non-psychotic anxiety, following pretreatment with benzodiazepines. Psychopharmacology (Berl). 2001;157:277-283. 9. Meieran SE, Reus VI, Webster R, et al. 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An arm-twisting, high-pressure veterinary salesman meets his match in the form of a practical joke.
My friend, Arnie, gave me a call last week to plant the seed of a practical joke in my mind. Apparently Tom Hardsell, a high-pressure salesman from Bill-A-Goods Supply Company, had just left Arnie's office and would soon be arriving at mine. Mr. Hardsell is one of the few veterinary product salesmen that I would categorize as an arm-twister. He has, on occasion, stuck me with a white elephant he claimed I could not live without. Arnie figured that if I knew the sales pitch in advance, I could have a little fun at Tom's expense. So I hustled over to the water cooler to find my head receptionist, Polly. We quickly formulated a plan to take the wind out of his "sales."
Michael A. Obenski
Ten minutes later I found myself listening politely to his persuasive rhetoric. "Doctor," he said, "research shows that today's veterinary clients are more capable of making their own decisions than you veterinarians think. Our new line of flea products will allow you to use this to your advantage."
There was a knock on the door as Polly interrupted with one of our prearranged inquiries. "Sorry to bother you, Doctor, but Roger Mortis is on the phone. His cat is very sick but he doesn't have time to come in today. A friend told him that a dead cat will get stiff, and by then it's too late to do anything. He wants to know if he can wait until only half the cat is stiff."
I told Polly to have him rush the cat over right away. Then I told Tom the amazing story of Mrs. Neuron. She called me a few years ago just two days after I had declawed her cat. She was very worried about him. He was hidden under the sofa. His eyes were dilated, and he wasn't moving. She thought he was dead. I told her to bring him right over, figuring there might be something I could do to revive him. "Oh, I can't do that," she said. "He's growling at me, and I'm afraid of getting bitten."
After sharing a chuckle at Mrs. Neuron's expense, Tom continued his explanation. "Each of our new flea products comes with labels, wall charts and a DVD. They cover the life cycle of fleas, the pathogenesis of fleabite dermatitis and the mechanisms of action of insecticides. Your clients will become better informed and make well-thought-out decisions without you ever having to answer a question."
He stopped when Polly appeared at the door again, according to our plan. "Just a few questions, Doctor O. Mrs. Semi doesn't want Pookie to have a rabies shot. She says $20 is a rip-off and wants to know if you'll give half a shot for 10 bucks. Also, Mr. Glottid thinks his dog, Pro, may have worms. There are little things around the tail that look like pieces of coconut. He thought that's all it was until he saw some of the pieces move. He wants to know if pieces of coconut ever move or if you think the dog has worms."
I took care of the questions and let the sales lecture continue. Tom pointed out that my clients were ready to educate themselves voluntarily—if only I would let his company cover my walls with literature.
Polly was back soon after. She needed to know if I could help Constance Pation with a problem. Her old dog hadn't had a bowel movement in six days. She couldn't understand it because she had been massaging a few drops of mineral oil in his ears every day just like her friend told her to do. At any rate, since the dog was very old, she thought it might be time to put him to sleep. However, the thought of making the pooch go through a scary car ride and having to get a needle was horrifying to Mrs. Pation. She wanted to know if we could dispense some chloroform for her to administer at home.
Polly didn't let up. She went right into the next question. "And Mr. Abacas needs to know about his dog's pills. The directions say to give one pill each morning and one each evening. He wanted to know how many pills the dog should take each day."
I held up two fingers to indicate the number of pills and also to signal that we were approaching sales-resistance victory.
As she left, I asked Tom to finish making his point. "Never mind," he said. "In light of what I just heard, I don't think I'm going to convince you to rely on client judgment. By the way, did I mention that the right size purchase qualifies you for a free Freddie the Flea picnic jug?" Well, why didn't he just say that in the first place? I ordered the necessary 12 dozen.
Dr. Michael Obenski owns Allentown Clinic for Cats in Allentown, Pa.


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Investors looking to avoid tax increases associated with the "fiscal cliff" negotiations are turning to the often-misunderstood world of master limited partnerships.
A sharp selloff earlier in the month of MLPs has boosted the curiosity of bargain hunters who believe that negotiations in Washington will not result in the partnerships losing their preferred tax status.
The fiscal cliff involves a series of tax increases and spending cuts that will take effect automatically if Congress fails to hit deficit-reduction targets. Economists fear going over the cliff will tip the country back into recession due to the austerity measures involved.
As long as they comply with regulations, MLPs don't pay taxes on profit. Investors in the partnerships pay on distributions, but even then they usually only are treated as return of capital rather than as a dividend, a critical issue with most investors expecting to pay higher dividend taxes next year. (Read More: Companies Shelling Out Billions to Beat the 'Fiscal Cliff')
"This is like a massive tax shelter," said Michael Cohn, chief market strategist at Atlantis Asset Management in New York. "The perception is that they're going to change all the rules on these things. That's an idiotic assumption."
MLPs must be structured so that they derive at least 90 percent of their cash flow from real estate, natural resources or commodities.
In addition to capitalizing on the energy exploration boom, the partnerships hold two pivotal advantages: They provide a steady stream of income and can be bought and sold like stocks.
Earlier this month, a popular exchange-traded fund that tracks the space, the Alerian MLP, slumped on fears of cliff-related tax consequences and a warning from Morningstar, the widely followed fund rating site.
The ETF is up about 4.4 percent in 2012 and yields a healthy 6.12 percent, near the current level of junk bonds.
In the past two weeks, the Alerian fund has rebounded as investors like Cohn see the value in a security that could fill the need of those looking for income but prepared to flee dividend-payers. (Read More: Worried About 'Fiscal Cliff'? Look Out for 'Income Cliff')
Unless negotiators in Washington take action, dividends will go from the preferential 15 percent tax rate instituted in 2003 to that of ordinary income, which could reach 43.4 percent for top earners.
That's all the more reason to take the MLP bait.
"I'm making a bet that they're not going to touch these. It's too complicated," Cohn said. "It's small potatoes in the grand scheme of things. To have to go through the machinations of changing partnership rules and all kinds of other stuff just to gain a couple billion in income is not what they're really going after at this point."
In a recent note to investors, Credit Suisse analysts said they, too, don't see anything happening regarding to the MLP tax treatment.
"Looking past the fears that have enveloped the MLP space...regarding the fiscal cliff, we continue to believe that an increased focus on crude-oil infrastructure should drive performance given the coming boom in North American crude-oil production," the firm said.
Among Credit Suisse's top picks in the space are those with "substantial exposure to the coming oil boom": Plains All American Pipeline, Magellan Midstream Partners and Kinder Morgan Management.
"As a group, MLPs remain undervalued relative to other yield-oriented securities such as the U.S. 10-year Treasury and investment-grade and high-yield bonds and fairly valued from the standpoint of overall yield," the firm said.
Credit Suisse notes that there "have been no specific proposals" regarding changing MLP tax status.
Investors appear most interested in "midstream" MLPs, such as those involved with pipelines, rather than "upstream" partnerships such as energy producers.
"They can't kill the space," Keith Springer, head of Springer Investment Advisory in Sacramento, Calif., said of the cliff negotiations. "They can't go out and kill all incentive for energy exploration and production."
Springer is active in MLPs, favoring Vanguard Natural Resouces, Legacy Reserves and Breitburn Energy Partners.
"Everyone thinks everything is going to happen at once. My feeling is everything will be gradual. Even the tax increases are going to be maybe next year," he said. "We're not in a position where we can afford to (change the MLP status). We're not energy-efficient yet."


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E-voting critic released on bail (finally)
'No offence disclosed'
A computer scientist who exposed serious vulnerabilities in India's electronic voting machines was released on bail over the weekend after seven days in police custody.
Hari Prasad – who is the technical coordinator of a group called VeTA, short for Citizens for Verifiability, Transparency and Accountability in Elections – was arrested at his Hyderabad home on August 21 on charges he stole an EVM belonging to the Indian government. He was transported to Mumbai some 14 hours drive, where police questioned him about the person who provided the device used in a research paper published in April claiming the machines were vulnerable to flaws that could be exploited to rig Indian elections.
Indian news agency PTI reported that the metropolitan court magistrate hearing the case observed that "no offence was disclosed with Hari Prasad's arrest and even if it was assumed that EVM was stolen it appears that there was no dishonest intention on his part .... he was trying to show how EVM machines can be tampered with."
The magistrate went on to ask India's Election Commission to admit or disprove "the claim made by the accused that EVM machines could be tampered with." If Prasad's underlying claims are false, action could be taken against him, he added, according to the news agency.
It was a significant departure from comments made at a hearing on Thursday, when a magistrate said police should be given more time to handle what he characterized as a sensitive case.
Prosecutors opposed the motion to release Prasad on bail, saying they needed more time to learn the identity of two activists from Maharashtra who allegedly helped him.
Prasad has claimed he obtained the EVM legally and returned it within two days, but has steadfastly refused to identify the source.
Reports didn't say whether Prasad is due to appear in court again over the matter. More coverage here ®


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Former world champion Rico "Suave" Ramos takes on Mexico's Oscar "Fantasma" Gonzalez in the featherweight main event broadcast by the very popular ESPN "Friday Night Fights" series on Friday, April 12 at the beautiful Little Creek Casino Resort in Shelton, WA.
Ramos (21-2, 11 KOs) lost his WBA junior featherweight world title to Cuban Guillermo Rigondeaux, who many consider the greatest Cuban boxer ever, and now faces upset minded Gonzalez (17-2, 13 KOs) with the winner placing them in contention for a world championship bout. In the semi-main bout, Farah Ennis (20-1, 12 KOs) will challenge the heavy-handed Francisco Sierra (25-7-1, 22 KOs) of Mexico in a super middleweight clash.
The world-class night of boxing is being promoted by Goossen Tutor Promotions and will take place in the Skookum Creek Event Center at Little Creek.
Los Angeles native Ramos, 25 is set on regaining his world championship status and a return to prominence by taking on the very tough task in Gonzalez to do it. The hard-hitting and durable Gonzalez, a native of Mexico City, has his thoughts on adding the former world champion to his resume.
The speedy Ramos lost a close decision two months ago and is anxious to turn things around. "I can't wait to get back into the ring and get back to my boxing style and winning ways. I was very disappointed with my last performance and have made that commitment of 'whatever it takes' attitude to turn things around," said Ramos. "I know I have the skills, talent and determination to take my career back to the world championship level. I am really grateful that I have the ESPN platform to showcase all of the hard work that I have put into the gym. My dedication will be evident to all of those fans that are ringside and watching me on ESPN on fight night."
Gonzalez, 23, who is promoted by former multi-world champion Erik Morales and Mexico's Zanfer Promotions, understands that a victory over Ramos can put him back on track for his career goal, a world title. The fight is scheduled for 10-rounds and will prove significant for the man that emerges victorious.
"I've seen Ramos fight before and I don't believe he's going to be able to take my punches," said Gonzalez. "Ramos is a talented fighter and a win over him, especially when I knock him out cold, will put me in a good position."
Promoter Dan Goossen echoed the sentiments of the fighters, "A career is on the line in the Ramos-Gonzalez fight. The winner moves on and the loser moves out. Can't have any more at stake than that."
Continued Goossen, "In the Ennis-Sierra bout, we will find out if Farah has what it takes to add his name to the likes of the other top super middleweights in the world. I know one thing, Sierra has spoiled many fighter dreams and he won't give up an inch to Ennis when the bell rings."


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Late Night TV with My Daughter
This story is fictional.
This is a story about a father's growing lust for his maturing 18 year old daughter. I know what I write about that took place is against the morals of most people but I cannot help but share my most secret sexual experience with others who also struggle to contain these feelings.
Any man with a gorgeous sexy daughter, sister, aunt or even mother is lying if he says he has never had sexual thoughts or fantasies about them. Most dare not act out on those fantasies in fear of rejection or being caught in the act of incest. If there was no chance of prosecution or social embarressment, I'm sure any man or woman would act out on their deepest darkest sexual desires, incest.
My experience begins with describing my sexy young 18 year old teenage daughter. Erin has long straight sandy blonde hair about shoulder length, gorgeous blue-green eyes, stands about 5 feet 4 inches tall, weighs barely 100 pounds. She has very smooth skin which tans golden brown very easily. She is very thin, with not an ounce of fat on her sexy little body.
My daughter has this gorgeous mature woman model face. She could very easily pass for being twenty years old but yet she's only fourteen. As her young teenage body developes, she appears more like a woman rather than the young girl she really is. She fills the air around her with pure sexual excitement and she is beginning to realize her effects on every man she comes in contact with.
This is very much a problem for me and every other man who casts their eyes upon her sweet teenage beauty. I've often caught men of all ages stealing lustful glances at her, their eyes devouring every inch of her gorgeous young body and me her father, being a man which her beauty creates the same effect on as with all the others.
In the last two years, Erin has blossomed from a flat chest to a very nice supple C cup. Her hips have widened, her sexy butt is perfectly formed and she is slowly shaping into a very beautiful young woman. This was the start of my problem as although my wife is still very attractive, I found myself starting to take notice of my own daughter in a sexual way. Although I try to fight it, when I look at my beautiful daughter and my cock swells every time.
I'm a thirty-six year old man, brown hair, blue-green eyes and still well built for my age. The small love handles are there but I've heard many women tell my wife how handsome her husband was. I try hard to stay in shape and keep healthy. My sex life with the wife is good but lately, while making love, if I think about my sweet young daughter, it intensifies my orgasm ten fold.
As the days have passed by, I've noticed my daughter's attire getting sexier and more revealing. I just figured she was growing up and to be honest, I was enjoying the view of her soft sexy golden skin as more became visible to my eyes. Erin is simply a very stunning example of blossoming teenage beauty.
I noticed too that if my wife wasn't home, she was just a bit more daring with her choice of clothing, or should I say with her choice of less clothing. It would be nothing for her to prance by me in a loose fitting night shirt and only a pair of sheer skimpy panties. I loved catching glimpses of her sweet little panty covered tush. My cock was practically hard all the time around her now.
She would usually find some reason to bend over in front of me, giving me a perfect view of her sweet little butt. My cock would be rock solid in seconds, but I enjoyed this little sexual game she was playing. I knew as a father, I should tell her to put more clothes on but my raging cock was doing the thinking, not me.
Several days ago, she came in from the pool in this skimpy little yellow string bikini. Now you may ask what's the big deal but in the past she always wore a robe or wrapped a towel around her bottom around me as she left the pool. Today was different, very different and I was pleasantly surprised.
Here she was standing in the kitchen looking in the frig for a drink, bending over slightly as I entered the room. My eight inch cock thickened at the sight of her perfect little globes of butt flesh stuffed tightly in that thin little bikini bottom. Her deep dark golden tan contrasting against the bright yellow fabric of her small bikini was so sexy looking.
For me, a womans butt is the hottest and sexiest sight I can imagine. There is nothing that makes my cock harder than seeing a sweet sexy butt directly from behind and a pussy mound exposed just below it. Erin's pussy mound was encased by the thin yellow frabric of her bikini but it was the ultimate sexual sight for me. My cock was again rock hard in seconds, pressing out against my shorts as I stared at her sweet little ass.
Suddenly Erin turned around and caught me in the act of lusting over her sexy little bottom. "Daddy, do you like my new bathing suit?" she asked as if nothing happened but her eyes moved to my bulging cock and then up into my eyes, smiling as she sipped her soda.
"Your suit looks just fine honey." was all I could stammer out as my eyes devoured every inch of her sexy teenage body.
She placed her soda on the table. She pulled and adjusted her bikini bottoms, revealing more pale white untanned skin to my eyes, almost to the top of her little pussy mound. " I really like how snug this suit fits me. The fabric is so smooth and soft. Don't you think it does daddy? Here feel it."
I knew I shouldn't but, as in a trance, my hand reached out to hers as she pulled the material out slightly. God, I could see down into the front of her bikini bottom, my heart was pounding. I could see the fine growth of her dark pussy hair as my fingers moved within inches of her sweet mound to caress the bikini material she was offering to me to feel.
My fingers trembled with sexual excitement as I touched the yellow fabric only inches from her sweet pussy. "That feels very nice honey." was all I could mutter out as my mouth was so dry.
My thick hard cock was pressing out and I knew she could see the effect her sexy body was having on me as I said, "You're really growing up into a beautiful young lady." as I started to leave the room as I couldn't take it any more. Two seconds longer and daughter or not, I would probably end up raping my own daughter.
"Thanks daddy, I'm glad you you like it." she said in a low tone. She was very happy to see the effects she had on her own father. She felt a deep love and this special connection with her dad.
As I climbed the stairs, I couldn't see anything but my daughter's perfect little pussy and bikini covered butt cheeks in my mind. My cock was throbbing as I entered my bedroom, locked the door and dropped my shorts to my ankles.
I grabbed a bottle of hand lotion from next to the bed, applied a small amount to my huge throbbing hard on, laid back on the bed and for the first time, jerked off while fantasizing about my own sexy little daughter.
My heart pounding with lust, within seconds, I groaned loudly as I shot a huge load of cum into the air, mostly landing on my chest. Some actually flew up and hit my chin. I couldn't remember ever cumming so hard in my life, not since I was a tennager.
I panicked for a second as I thought I heard the bedroom door close and someone outside the bedroom door. I waited a second in silence, heard nothing and then I quietly opened the door only to just barely catch Erin entering her bedroom.
Did she see me or did she just hear me jerking off? Was she standing outside the bedroom door, looking in as I pleasured myself? God, I can't believe I forgot to lock the bedroom door. My mind raced as I cleaned up my cum with a dirty t-shirt and threw it in the hamper.
After that day, it seemed like four or five times a day I would catch my daughter wearing something sheer or very sexy and revealing around me. Whether it was her wrapped in a towel coming from the bath to her room, in one of her sexy bikini's or wearing her long night shirt with a very sexy pair of panties. I was completely enjoying this arousing game she was playing of teasing me.
The last few years, my wife, daughter and I always watched a late DVD movie in the rec room on Saturday night. This Saturday night, my wife was going out early Sunday morning so she went to bed, leaving Erin and I alone to watch our movie.
"Dad, I'm going up to change into my night clothes to watch our movie. I'll be right back down so don't start without me." she said as she scampered upstairs to change.
"Ok honey, I'll do the same." I said as I quietly headed up the stairs behind her all the while again looking at her sweet little butt inside her soft little white shorts.
I entered the master bedroom quietly to her my wife breathing softly in a deep sleep. I quickly slipped off all my clothes and put on a pair of sweat shorts and a tank top. Quietly I left the room and headed back down stairs.
Erin was already down there sitting on the chair as I entered the living room. She was wearing a white night shirt, shorter than most others she had so it left most of her sexy legs exposed. I walked over to the TV and turned on the DVD to start the movie. Erin wanted to watch a scary movie so we agreed on "Ghost Ship".
I sat down on the couch and with Erin on the chair to my left, we began to watch the movie. As the movie progressed, there was a part in the beginning where several passengers were cut completely in two by a snapping cable.
Erin was shocked and scared by this so she quickly moved over to the couch with me. She was sitting to my right and was pressed up against me as we continued to watch the movie. The heat coming from her soft sexy teenage body was very intense and I felt my cock swelling harder.
About halfway through the movie, my sexy daughter fell asleep with her head resting on the right side of my chest. My right arm was resting softly on her side, just below her breasts near her smooth belly. My heart was starting to race as my thoughts left the movie as I gazed upon the young sexy little body sleeping next to me.
I studied her perfectly shaped and tanned legs, from her sexy toes up to the last inch of exposed sexy thigh. I took in every inch of her supple and sexy teenage body. I could look down the top of her loose fitting night shirt and see the swells of her firm young breasts. My heart pounded in unison with my throbbing shaft.
She was so sexy looking and I felt this power come over me as I watched her sleep. I knew I shouldn't, but I just had to touch her. Soon she would be all grown up and I'd never again get this chance. All these deprived sexual thoughts ran through my mind.
What I did next, forever changed my life, as I began to softly caress my daughter's side through the soft material of her night shirt. I listened closely for any slight change in her breathing, nothing.
I became bolder as my hand moved slowly and very softly down her side, across her hips, over the seam of her panties as I soon reached the soft bare skin of her thigh. I traced soft light circle touches on her right thigh. Her skin felt electric to my touch. My cock was rock hard as my sexual excitement was beyond belief.
Still no change in her breathing. Was she sleeping deep enough for me to dare to go further. My mind raced what to do?
"Erin, are you awake?" I asked very softly.
Content with the fact she was sleeping, I grew more daring and slowly moved my hand up, under her night shirt, gently caressing her soft virgin skin. Her skin was so soft, smooth and sexy as I softly caressed my way higher.
Higher and higher I moved my hand, up over her hips as her pink panties came into view as I pushed her night shirt up higher. I could see the pink elastic band of her panties and the side of her sweet little butt cheek. I felt pre-cum oozing from my throbbing swollen cock trapped inside my shorts.
Up over her smooth belly, still no change in breathing, slowly up higher as my hand was now just below her budding breasts. My body trembled with pure sexual lust and the excitement of getting caught but I was too aroused to stop now.
I was expecting to feel the material of her bra but was very surprised to find only naked teenage breast flesh as my hand now gently and softly cupped my daughter's soft right breast. I was now crossing the line from father to that of a man aroused beyond his sexual control.
Her nipple hardened and became erect against the palm of my hand, pushing out. I softly cupped and caressed her smooth soft breast, gently pressing it into my firm hand. Her swollen nipple pressed into the palm of my hand as I softly squeezed the soft tit flesh of my own daughter.
Erin's breathing changed ever so slightly as I continued to knead and squeeze her small young teenage breast. I took her erect nipple, tweaked it and very softly rolled it between my fingers. I froze as she took in a deeper than normal breath of air.
Although she was sleeping, her body was beginning to respond to her father's sexual caresses. I softly and gently caressed one breast, then the other. Her nipples were hard little buds as I rolled them softly between my fingertips.
I needed more, I just had to feel her pussy as I was aroused now beyond caring if she woke up and caught me. All the visions of my sexy daughter from the past few weeks raced through my mind as my hand traced soft circles across her belly down to the elastic band of her sexy little panties.
I stopped just above her panties, caressing her smooth soft belly as my mind raced, should I go further? So far I haven't got caught just caressing her soft little breasts. If I go further and touch her pussy? Oh god, I was so fucking turned on I couldn't stop now if I wanted to.
My fingers flattened against her belly as I slid my hand under the hem of her panties. Slowly I pushed downward, my fingers passed softly over a very light growth of pussy hair as I gently cupped my daughter's pussy mound. I could feel her heat and to my surprise, she was moist as my fingers covered her smooth little pussy lips.
I nearly shot my load as I felt her slick juices against my fingers. I very softly and very gently began to run my middle finger up and down her moist slit. I could feel her labia open as my finger spread her sweet young pussy apart. As I reached the top of her wet opening, my finger now covered in her juices, slid slowly and softly over her erect clit.
Suddenly, she drew in a sharp breath as I froze and halted my caresses. Her breathing was now heavier than before but I was sure she was still sleeping. She moved her body slightly as she spread her legs open a little wider. I could now easily cup and caress her pussy but I waited a few seconds for her breathing to become steady again.
Erin's pussy was oozing with her juices now as I began to gently press my fingers up, around and across her swollen clit. I made a V with my fingers and pushed her erect clit between my fingers. Her hips unconsciously pushed upward as she pressed her aroused pussy into her father's caressing fingers.
Her breathing was getting heavier by the second as her sleeping body responded completely to my sexual caresses. I slipped one then two fingers inside her wet virgin pussy, then pulled them out and up across her swollen clit. She was now so aroused I was afraid she would wake up, but I couldn't stop caressing my daughter's sweet pussy.
Erin moved her body now, twisting her upper torso back onto her side, sliding her head down onto my lap. My daughter's mouth was nearly touching my throbbing cock, with only the thin material of my shorts separating her soft lips from my swollen shaft.
I could feel her hot breath now passing over my throbbing cock. She was nearly panting with sexual excitement as I continued to finger fuck my daughter's sweet little teenage pussy. My hard cock was pressing against her cheek as she panted against it. I was so hard, so sexually excited I thought I was going to cum in my shorts.
My mind raced as she was breathing very hard now. She had to be awake but I couldn't stop. My fingers pushed in and out of her wet little cunt. She was now pushing her pussy hard against my hand and squeezing her thighs together. Her hot breath caressed my throbbing hard cock as I slipped a third finger inside her tight teenage pussy. I could feel her hot breath making the material of my shorts damp as she panted heavily.
Finally I knew she was awake as she moaned softly and said, "Ummmm yesssssssss Daddy. That feels soooooooo goooooooood. Please don't stop, please daddy!"
There was no stopping now, she was awake and had given consent to my touching her. As she laid her head in my lap, her right hand moved up and touched my stiff shaft still inside my shorts. Her dainty little hand rubbed up and down the length of my thick throbbing eight inch shaft as her daddy fingered her wet pussy. She mouthed the length of my rigid shaft as she moaned with pleasure from my caresses.
"Just lay still and enjoy this baby." I moaned softly.
My juice covered fingers found her erect clit and softly rolled and caressed it with my fingertips. Her hips were gyrating, humping up against my fingers as she neared orgasm. I now pressed two fingers as deep inside her pussy as I could and as I pulled out, up and across her swollen clit. I did it again and again, faster and faster, pressing harder each time until she tensed up and shuddered with her orgasm.
"Oooooooooohhhhhhhh yessssssssss daddy. I'm cumming."
I held her dripping wet pussy hard as she bucked and twisted her sexy little body from side to side. She moaned and whimpered softly as her orgasm slowly subsided until she pushed my hand away from her sensitive clit. I couldn't believe what I just had done. How would she react? Would guilt set in and would she push me away? I prayed not.
Erin slowly sat up and looked deep into my eyes, "I love you daddy. I wanted you to touch me for weeks now but I couldn't find a way to get you to."
"I love you too baby. Can you do something for me now?" I asked softly.
"Anything daddy, whatever you want." she replied looking up at me with those sexy little puppy dog eyes. Those eyes I could never say no to.
"Stand up and slowly take off your clothes for me." I asked her.
"Do a little strip tease for your daddy. Please baby." I asked softly.
"Anything you want daddy, just ask." she eagerly replied.
My sexy little teenage daughter stood in front of me and tried to look as sexy as she slowly gyrated her hips. She pulled her night shirt up over her head, first revealing a sexy pair of sheer lace pink bikini panties. Next her tight smooth tanned stomach until finally her sweet little pale white breasts came into view as she tossed the shirt of the floor.
Her tanlines were so pronounced with her dark golden tan. She was a vision of pure beauty as she stood there in only her sexy little pink panties. I motioned for her to turn slowly so I could take in all her young beauty.
"Show me butt honey. Bend over slightly and slowly slide your panties off. Yeah,
that's it, arch your back and push your butt out." I commanded.
This was one of the most erotic sights I had ever seen in my life. My sexy teenage daughter slowly exposing her perfect little ass, slowly sliding down the pink panties, her sexy thong panty tanlines first then I could see her nearly hairless pussy mound from behind as her panties slid down her long sexy legs to the floor.
"That's it Erin, slid your panties all the way down. God baby, you have one fine lookin ass." my heart pounding with sexual excitement.
"Thanks daddy." she said in only a way a little girl would.
She stood up and again posed for me, slowly turning to show her father a full frontal view of his daughter's perfect teenage body. The view was absolutely perfect as she stood waiting for my commands. I pulled my tank top over my head, lifted my butt off the couch and removed my shorts, exposing my thick hard eight inch cock to my daughter's view.
Erin's eyes grew wide as she viewed my very hard cock close up for the first time. I didn't know then, but she was looking through the crack of my bedroom door when I shot a huge load masterbating over my daughter. I held the thick shaft in my hand, the huge purple head throbbing, oozing pre-cum as my heart pounded. I looked lustfully at my naked teenage daughter standing in front of me.
"Erin honey, please get on your knees." I asked softly.
She had this scared look as she dropped to her knees and moved between my legs, "Daddy, I've never done this before."
"Don't worry honey, daddy will teach you how to give a great blow job."
"Ok, I'll do whatever you want Daddy." she said as she leaned forward, her face now only inches away from her father's throbbing cock.
"Ok luv, hold it by the base and just lick it up and down the sides like an ice cream cone." I panted out lustfully.
She did exactly as I asked, her small little hand replaced mine as she held my cock. She leaned forward and I felt her wet tongue sliding up and down my thick throbbing shaft. Oh the sight was nearly too much. My daughter's perfect gorgeous face, her pouting little mouth, soft full lips and smooth wet tongue gliding up and down my huge purple shaft.
"Oh yeah baby, that's it, make daddy feel real good, uuummmmmmmmm!"
"Now lick all around the head honey, yeah baby, that's it, lick like it's your favorite ice cream flavor!" I moaned out softly.
She stopped for just a second to ask, "Am I doing it ok daddy?"
"Oh baby, you're doing great. Just keep doing what you're doing luv." I said as she gave a big smile as she went back to licking all around the huge purple cock head, down the shaft and back up again. Her confidence was building as she began licking all over my hard cock.
"Ok baby, open your mouth and take the head in between your lips. Oh yessssss, that's it honey." I moaned as she opened her soft lips and I watched the head of my cock glide into her hot wet mouth.
"That's it baby, swirl your tongue around it as you take more of my cock into your mouth. Ummmmm, oh yessss, God you're a natural at this baby."
My daughter, although inexperienced and awkwardly at times, sucked my cock as far into her mouth as she could. It was a sight every man secretly lusts to see, a beautiful teenage woman sucking his cock. This woman, this girl however was my gorgeous 14 year old daughter. I was more aroused than ever in my life as I felt light headed with lust.
"That's it honey, you're making daddy feel so good. Keep it in your mouth and slowly bob your head up and down. Hold the shaft loosely with your hand and let it move slowly up and down my cock as you bob your head.
"Oooooohhhh yesssssssssss, god yesssssssss, that's it!" I moaned softly as she did what I asked her to do.
I let her suck my cock like that and every time I came close to cumming, I stopped her, making her hold my thick shaft in her mouth. Then I let her start again until I knew if she continued, I'd be bathing her throat with my thick juices.
"Ok baby, that's enough. Now it's your turn."
"Was that good Daddy? Did I do it right?" she eagerly asked.
"Perfect hon, you were doing it just perfect!" I said as she smiled from ear to ear.
"Ok baby, sit on the couch and let daddy taste that sweet pussy of yours!" I commanded.
We changed positions as I now got on the floor between her sexy teenage legs. I pulled her legs over my shoulders as I moved in and was staring only inches away from my daughter's sweet young cunt. Grabbing her hips softly, gently caressing with each hand, I firmly pulled her pussy to my mouth.
"Oh my, daddy that feels soooooooo gooooooood!" she moaned as she felt a tongue on her pussy for the very first time.
"Ohhhhhhh yessssssss daddy. Ummmmmmmmmm!" she moaned out as my tongue spread her open and traveled from bottom to the top of her wet opening. She pushed her cunt up hard into my mouth as my tongue thrashed her sweet young pussy.
"Oh yesssss daddy, ohhhhhhhhh god, I cant believe how that feels so good." she moaned.
I pressed the flat of my tongue very slowly and softly across her swollen erect clit. Her hips jumped up as she responded to my touch. She squeezed my head hard between her thighs as I continued to tongue her sensitive clit. Her hips were wiggling from side to side, gyrating as if trying to escape the pressure applied by my tongue, but I held her tightly.
I teased her to the point of orgasm, then pulled back, licking up and down her labia. I inserted two fingers into her tight pussy, feeling the walls of the inside of her pussy quiver as I moved back to her now throbbing clit.
"Oh daddy, yessssssss daddy, there, oh yesssssss, right there daddy, please daddy, don't stop, oh god, oh yesssssssssssss!" she moaned as I flicked my tongue over her clit again and again.
Her hips were moving in every direction as I brought my daughter to the edge of orgasm again and again. I was driving her crazy with lust as she was now just mumbling, grunting and moaning. Her whole body suddenly tensed, she arched her back and pushed her cunt hard up into my mouth as I clamped down on her clit, held it between my lips and wildly flicked my tongue across it.
I held on, mouth covering her pussy, clit between my lips as she moaned and bucked in the throws of sexual orgasm. Her pussy juices flowed out as I savored every drop of her sweet nectar. Her sweet little body experienced the most intense orgasm of her young life, at the hands of her lustful father until she was unable to stand it any longer and she pushed me away from her now over sensitive clit.
She was almost purring like a kitten as she experienced several waves of multiple orgasm. Never in her life did she feel such pleasure. She had touched herself prior to this, let boys play with her boobs and pussy, but this was different, this was so much better than she ever could have imagined.
I let her slowly come down from her orgasm as I moved up next to her on the couch and held her naked young body softly in my arms. My cock was still rock hard and I needed relief soon.
"Wow daddy, that was awesome! I can't believe how good that felt." she said softly into my ear as I held her tightly.
"That's only part of it baby. Are you still a virgin?" I asked passionately.
"Yes daddy. I've wanted to do it and almost did several times, but I never did." she said with this innocent look on her pretty young face. I smiled as I knew I was going to take her virginity tonight.
"Well honey, actually making love feels just a bit better than oral sex. Oh baby, they both feel great but if you like, we can go the next step?" I asked, hoping she would consent to going all the way.
She looked up into my eyes with those big sexy little girl eyes and said, "Yes daddy, I want you to make love to me!"
"Hold on baby while I put a rubber on."
"It's ok daddy, mom put me on the pill months ago. I'm ready and I want you to do it." she asked passionately.
Now it was my turn for a smile from ear to ear. I couldn't believe my ears but I was going to make love to my daughter. I was going to take her virginity, to be the first man to penatrate her sweet young pussy with his cock. My cock once again swelled to it's full thick hard length just thinking about it.
"Ok baby, get on your knees on the floor, grab a pillow to put your head on, arch your back and stick your butt up in the air. Daddy's going to take you doggy style for your first time honey."
She did exactly as I asked, I gazed upon one of the sexiest sights I ever saw as my daughter pushed her sweet ass high in the air as I moved in behind her. Her sweet pussy mound was exposed from behind, lips slightly parted with her juices glistening.
"Ok baby, I'll go slow but this will hurt just a little. Give it a few seconds for your pussy to adjust to my cock. I promise it will feel better once we get past breaking your hymen."
"Ok daddy, go ahead. I'm ready." she eagerly replied.
She took in a deep breath as I pressed my swollen purple cock head into her wet
entrance. I gripped her hips, pulled her back as I pressed in harder as I
watched my thick purple cock head spread her and slowly disappear inside.
First just the head entered as her tight virgin pussy slowly spread open. I
pulled back some, then pushed forward again, going a little deeper each time.
I had about a two inches into her when I felt her hymen. I let her pussy adjust to the thickness of my shaft, pulled back out and then pushed back in to the same point.
"Ok baby, this is going to hurt some, you ready luv?" I asked one last time.
"Oh god daddy, you feel so big like your going to split me in two. Ummmmmmmmmmm. Ok go ahead, I'm as ready as ever." she panted out softly, putting her face in the pillow and closing her eyes.
I gripped her hips firmly, pulled her back hard and with one quick move, broke her cherry and was buried to the hilt inside my daughter's very tight pussy. I just held her there as she cried softly into the pillow from the pain of her breaking hymen.
"You ok baby?" I asked her as she sobbed softly into the pillow.
As the pain passed, she was now overcome with this feeling of being filled up completely as her pussy contracted and squeezed my cock, slowly relaxing to the invading member now deep inside her body.
"Ok baby, it only gets better from here, ready?" I asked softly.
"Go ahead daddy, I'm ready now." she panted out.
I slowly pulled out of her tight teenage cunt, held only the head of my cock inside her, then slowly pushed forward until her soft butt cheeks pressed against my thighs. I repeated the same motions again, very slow and deliberate as her pussy started to respond. I could tell the feeling was getting better for her every second.
"Ohhhhhh yesssssssss dadddy, this feels good now." she moaned.
"Ok baby, hang on." I said as I started to increase the pace, driving deeper on every inward thrust.
Soon I was pulling her back hard into me, thrusting my thick hard shaft deep into my daughter's tight little pussy. I loved the feeling of her soft butt cheeks bouncing off my hips and thighs. I pushed her hips off to the side to change the angle of my thrusts, hitting different nerves inside her pussy, giving her a rush of new sensations.
"Oh god daddy, this feels soooooooo gooooooooooood. Ummmmmmmmm yessssssssssss!" she was moaning into the pillow as I rammed my hard cock deep inside her over and over again.
My cock was swelled as big as it's ever been as the sexy sight of my hot little daughter being impaled on my cock was driving me mad with lust. Her smooth tanned back, small waist, down to her perfect heart shaped ass was a sight like out of a porn movie.
Faster and faster, harder and harder I rammed my thick cock deep inside her. She was moaning into the pillow, muffling her cries of pleasure as her father's thick shaft sent wave after wave of pleasure throughout her young body. She never felt anything so good in her young life.
As I pounded her pussy from behind, I reached around her with my right hand and found her swollen clit. I began rolling it between my fingers and she immediately started moaning louder. She started pushing back in time with every forward thrust I made. Our lovemaking was now in perfect timing as our orgasms were quicking nearing.
Suddenly she tensed up and shuddered as I pulled her back very hard on my cock. As she shuddered with orgasm, I erupted deep inside her, filling her with three huge spurts of cum. She could feel the heat of each spurt as it shot inside her. Her tight pussy was squeezing and quivering around my cock, as if it was milking all my juices out.
As her body shook and shuddered, my juices began to leak out of her pussy and run down the insides of her thighs. As the waves of orgasm began to pass, I pulled my now semi-erect cock from my daughters pussy and sat down on the floor against the couch. Erin just rolled onto her side on the floor, her knees still bent up.
I caressed her smooth little butt and thighs, our bodies covered with lustful sweat. "How was that honey?" I whispered softly.
She slowly sat up next to me and cuddled into my side. "That was so intense daddy. I never thought anything could feel that good!"
"I know honey, it gets better every time. There's so many different positions and ways to pleasure each other."
"Daddy, can we do it again?" she asked softly, looking into my eyes with those sexy daddy please eyes, eyes I could never say no to as she reached over and softly gripped my soft slick juice covered cock.
My reply was not needed as my cock quickly responded to the touch of my daughters soft little hand. As my shaft thickened, she looked deep into my eyes and smiled. We had crossed a taboo line, committed incest and there was no going back now. We would forever be lovers, for many years to come.
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